Disclaimer: They Took Jack away. *Sobs* Something about a Pirate Protection unit... I was too sad to care... *Cres* I want my Jack back!
A/N: Thank you to all my dear readers! I love ya all! Not really... but you know. This will be a short and sadly non-comic chapter but Sadly I am having a bit of Trouble getting to plot all worked out so... **but** this chapter does bring in an important Charaecter: Robert! So pay attention!
Chapter Three: Of Blacksmith Lads and Pirate lasses
The sound of the hammer on the anvil, was the background nosie for Will's thoughts. His hammer hit the right place everytime, presition only gained by hours of work. Though his thoughs weren't on his work, They were on something else.
They were on Elizabeth... of course.
She was sopossed to come by later, but with her father being the Govenor and all the things she was to attened, it was hard to know if she would. Every once in a while, Will would hear a carriage would rolled by and he would look up, only to be dissapointed when it wasn't her.
"Sir?" A voice made him turn.
A young man, about 18 or more, stood at the door. long brown-gold curls held back by a red head band, a hairstyle that worked for the boy, and it certainly kept the annoying curls out of his blue eyes.
"Sorry I'm late, Mr. Turner." he said putting on a apron, "My lessons at the school house, took longer than expected.
Robert Skyler was Will's new apprentance. Ever since Will's master retired, he had left the blacksmith to Will, and then Robert just seemed to fall into the postion. He was a strong lad, with a quick hand and even qiucker mind. He was doing both his job at the Smith, and learning lessons up at the university.
"Don't be sorry Robert..." Will said handing him the sword Robert was working on, "I know you won't slack off."
"Course not..." said Robery getting to work.
Just then another carraige rolled by, making Will turn, but once again it just passed by. Will sighed and turned back to Robert who was watching him with a wide grin.
"Not looking for Miss Swane are you?" he said said stopping a moment.
"Why would I be?" sai Will frowning. Robert didn't know of his and Elizabeth's relationship... or at least he shouldn't.
"Why would you indeed?" Said Robert going back to the sword.
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Dane finshed toweling her hair, and changing into a new set of clothes. The new clothes were damp, but she had rinced them out with freash water. Wearing a pair of brown breeches, and a losse white shirt, She was now fastening her golden hoop earings to her ears, when Jack Sparrow swaggered in, sitting down in a chair, leaning back to put his feet up on the little table,
"Now, luv-" he started, but dane Intrupped by slamming her hands down in the desk.
"It's DANE!" she said angerly, her beads tapping on her earings.
"Of corse luv," said Jack waving her off, "There's some things you better get under wraps on my ship, if your to be one of my crew."
Dane strightened, "Crew sir?"
"Well Lassie if you're going to be a member of this crew there are some things you need to know. We abide by the code, I am not just the captain, I am captain Jack Sparrow and that should hold meaning to ya. And just one more thing, you keep watch of that dog or Mercy is something neither of you will get if he causes any trouble or runs off with the keys," he said with a nod of his head.
Dane smiled slightly, "Yes..."
Jack nodded leaning forward, "And any more hat troubles, and it's back into the water with the both of ya..."
Dane couldn't help but laugh.
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Robert walked the length of the ridge over the waters in Port Royal. He sighed sitting on the edge, his long legs over the side. He watched the sun set, smiling slighty. He reached under the vest he wore and pulled out a gold chain. On the end was a red jewel, shaped like a feather.
'That life is over... You can't go back.' Said his mind to his heart.
'When the time is right... maybe." his heart said back.
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A/N: Thank you to all my dear readers! I love ya all! Not really... but you know. This will be a short and sadly non-comic chapter but Sadly I am having a bit of Trouble getting to plot all worked out so... **but** this chapter does bring in an important Charaecter: Robert! So pay attention!
Chapter Three: Of Blacksmith Lads and Pirate lasses
The sound of the hammer on the anvil, was the background nosie for Will's thoughts. His hammer hit the right place everytime, presition only gained by hours of work. Though his thoughs weren't on his work, They were on something else.
They were on Elizabeth... of course.
She was sopossed to come by later, but with her father being the Govenor and all the things she was to attened, it was hard to know if she would. Every once in a while, Will would hear a carriage would rolled by and he would look up, only to be dissapointed when it wasn't her.
"Sir?" A voice made him turn.
A young man, about 18 or more, stood at the door. long brown-gold curls held back by a red head band, a hairstyle that worked for the boy, and it certainly kept the annoying curls out of his blue eyes.
"Sorry I'm late, Mr. Turner." he said putting on a apron, "My lessons at the school house, took longer than expected.
Robert Skyler was Will's new apprentance. Ever since Will's master retired, he had left the blacksmith to Will, and then Robert just seemed to fall into the postion. He was a strong lad, with a quick hand and even qiucker mind. He was doing both his job at the Smith, and learning lessons up at the university.
"Don't be sorry Robert..." Will said handing him the sword Robert was working on, "I know you won't slack off."
"Course not..." said Robery getting to work.
Just then another carraige rolled by, making Will turn, but once again it just passed by. Will sighed and turned back to Robert who was watching him with a wide grin.
"Not looking for Miss Swane are you?" he said said stopping a moment.
"Why would I be?" sai Will frowning. Robert didn't know of his and Elizabeth's relationship... or at least he shouldn't.
"Why would you indeed?" Said Robert going back to the sword.
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Dane finshed toweling her hair, and changing into a new set of clothes. The new clothes were damp, but she had rinced them out with freash water. Wearing a pair of brown breeches, and a losse white shirt, She was now fastening her golden hoop earings to her ears, when Jack Sparrow swaggered in, sitting down in a chair, leaning back to put his feet up on the little table,
"Now, luv-" he started, but dane Intrupped by slamming her hands down in the desk.
"It's DANE!" she said angerly, her beads tapping on her earings.
"Of corse luv," said Jack waving her off, "There's some things you better get under wraps on my ship, if your to be one of my crew."
Dane strightened, "Crew sir?"
"Well Lassie if you're going to be a member of this crew there are some things you need to know. We abide by the code, I am not just the captain, I am captain Jack Sparrow and that should hold meaning to ya. And just one more thing, you keep watch of that dog or Mercy is something neither of you will get if he causes any trouble or runs off with the keys," he said with a nod of his head.
Dane smiled slightly, "Yes..."
Jack nodded leaning forward, "And any more hat troubles, and it's back into the water with the both of ya..."
Dane couldn't help but laugh.
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Robert walked the length of the ridge over the waters in Port Royal. He sighed sitting on the edge, his long legs over the side. He watched the sun set, smiling slighty. He reached under the vest he wore and pulled out a gold chain. On the end was a red jewel, shaped like a feather.
'That life is over... You can't go back.' Said his mind to his heart.
'When the time is right... maybe." his heart said back.
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